“What are you doing?” she said.
I thought for a moment. “I’m fisting you,” I said.
She looked dubious. “Won’t it hurt?”
“If it does I’ll stop.”
She seemed unconvinced. “Won’t it stretch my v****a permanently?”
“I shouldn’t think so,” I said.
I told her the v****a was very elastic, deliberately so; think what it’s designed to allow the passage of. My hands are on the small side for a man, not nearly the size of a baby’s head. Still she wasn’t sure. But as a Dom, once you’ve made a decision about something you want to do, you try to take your sub along with you, but in the end you know and she knows you’re going to go through with it, whatever. It is the job of the Dom to work through his sub’s resistance, not take it at face value. Of course, a girl has limits and no-go areas, though
